conjurdude

this time last year, I was getting the hang of the whole Genius thing. I was midway through my first week of Genius training. I had not yet gone to Smuggler's Cove in SF proper, but a few colleagues and I had headed into Campbell to hit a bar that I forget the name of. It had lots of stained glass. I made everyone try Fernet Branca, because I'm a jerk.

I made some awesome friends out there. Some I'm in contact with more than others, but it really was a fantastic experience. I kinda miss it. Scratch that. I really miss it.

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